Chapter Ninety-Three: Gin, Vodka, Bourbon
The wheat-skinned hand picked up the small packet of white powder, dipped a little and sniffed it in front of his nose.
Hint of sour vinegar taste.
"There are such scum in the Japanese police."
Akai Shu rubbed his fingers to wipe out the white powder, and looked down at the fat man who collapsed on the ground.
"It just so happens that there is also a task, and the right is to help the Japanese police weed out the scum."
Akai Shuichi picked up the back collar of the fat man and dragged it away, and before leaving, he looked at the young man who fell to the ground, and it would not be a big problem, but he was a little unlucky, and in order to avoid him from telling the police immediately, he could only knock him unconscious.
It's just that looking at the way he used a handkerchief to pick up things just now, it seems to be a bit of a professional criminal policeman.
It doesn't matter, he didn't look at his face, he didn't see his own face, he acted as if nothing happened.
Shuichi Akai dragged the fat man to the corner, and then pushed a dining cart that had been served at the beginning of the banquet, covered with a white cloth, and stuffed the fat man into the underground and pushed him to the elevator.
It's just that before leaving, Akai Shuichi's cold gaze fell on Gin and vodka, what is the task of the two of them? Don't plan to leave yet?
If he hadn't expected Gin to appear here, he would have set a trap to catch Gin, but now, the situation in the venue is too complicated to do it.
The only way to do this is to complete the task first and improve the trust of the organization.
There's definitely a chance to grab the gin again.
Noriko Amamiya, who was originally walking towards Gin, noticed Akai Shuichi's gaze, and then looked at the dining cart he was pushing, and his heart moved, and when he returned to take a look, he saw Kudo Shinichi miserable on the ground, and the fat man was nowhere to be seen.
Although the top floor of the garden house is all carpeted, you are too miserable like this.
Kudo Shinichi was poisoned by Shuichi Akai, which Noriko Amamiya didn't expect.
I had to bend down and carry Kudo Shinichi to the garden room to sleep slowly, and by the way, I left a note before leaving.
After going out, Akai Shuichi can't be found in the whole floor.,It seems that Akai Shuichi's mission should be the fat man Nanmura Takashi.,The goal should be to get the whereabouts of his private things from the fat man's mouth.,After asking, it should be extinguished if there is no accident.。
It's okay, Noriko Amamiya's traces should also be dealt with.
It's just that the reason why I was going to find a gin encounter to deal with the fat man is gone.
"Is Noriko still in your room? The party is about to begin. ”
"Well, I said I wanted to take a break, I should be almost fine."
"Let's see if Noriko has a fever again."
Xiaolan and Yuanzi passed by Noriko Amamiya, and they didn't recognize Noriko Amamiya after her disguise, but they both glanced at her, and from Yuanzi's somewhat amazed gaze, it can be seen that Noriko Amamiya is not bad in appearance now.
Noriko Amamiya responded politely with a smile.
"Xiaolan, that one just now is also a beauty, and it's a little worse than Noriko."
"It's really beautiful, and it looks gentle and generous, but don't talk about people behind your back."
Noriko Amamiya raised her eyebrows, isn't her small size as beautiful as the big one?
It seems that the level is still limited, if you can, of course, you want to open more, if you can't do it, then two numbers and one level, two beauties, the possibility of being suspected of being the same person is very small, right?
But... Kudo Shinichi is still sleeping there in the garden room.,Big husband, right?
I hope they will let Shinichi sleep a little longer, and it will not be easy to be poisoned by Shuichi Akai.
At least, Xiaolan's iron fist is gentle.
Noriko Amamiya turned her head to look at the banquet, the people at this time had almost arrived, and the well-known people who received the invitations toasted and talked to each other, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and the smell of gin and vodka made others have no idea of talking in the past.
It looks a little lonely, so Noriko Amamiya decides to toast them.
Not on your own, of course.
Amuro came back from delivering the wine and picked up the plate and was about to continue delivering the wine and food, but saw a note on the plate and three glasses of wine.
His face deteriorated slightly, with a solemn gaze, and the three glasses of wine were gin, vodka, and bourbon.
Gin is gin, also known as gin.
The delicate font on the note read: "Mr. waiter, help me give these two glasses of wine to those two people, I see that no one speaks, so pitiful, the rest should be ordered by me." ”
Amuro reads the note but keeps his eyes on whether there are any suspicious people nearby, and some prisoners like to stay or return to the scene of the crime to see how others react when they find the scene, so as to judge danger or safety, and even satisfy their inner thoughts.
But there doesn't seem to be anyone to care about nearby.
The voice with doubts next to him suddenly sounded: "Brother waiter, is this juice or water?" Can you give me a drink? ”
Toru Amuro's face instantly returned to normal, and with a smile that should be serviced, he looked at this beautiful girl in a white dress, and seemed to not understand that the transparent and clear Dutch gin was water.
He put the note away without a trace, and said with a gentle smile; "Little sister, this is not water or juice, it is impossible for minors to drink."
"Alright then, thank you, big brother, I'll see if there's any juice."
The little girl thanked him and went to the side to look for juice.
Amuro picked up the wine and walked towards the gin and vodka.
He didn't understand why this mysterious man knew all the code names they had in the organization, but he didn't seem to be ready to do anything.
The main thing is that he has more identity than gin and vodka, and he can't help but be more worried.
Rather than worrying about it alone, it's better to let gin and vodka use your brains too.
Amuro brought the wine over, and Gin glanced at the wine on his plate, his eyes cold.
"What do you mean, Bourbon?"
"Don't be angry with this guest." Amuro waved his hand and said in a low voice, "I don't know who asked me to send it." ”
Vodka lost his voice and said, "He knows who we are?" ”
Gin looked at Bourbon's face for a moment of confirmation, and after a moment, his eyes were cold: "Ignore it, continue the mission." ”
Amuro smiled, "Is this really good?" ”
Gin said coldly: "I don't know what mission you are, I hope you won't fly and get in my way." ”
"Of course, then this glass is my own wine, and I will keep it for myself."
Amuro put down the gin and vodka and left with his glass.
Gin glanced at Gin, how could he drink this kind of wine of unknown origin, but it looked like someone was deliberately joking with them.
The corners of Gin's mouth hooked.
No one, to joke with him, no one.
Vodka picked up his glass of vodka and shook it, "Big brother, it's actually Polish vodka?" Why not Russian vodka. ”
Gin glanced at him and ignored him.